Observing madness of survival instinct Hope is denial of an uncertain future Apocalyptic scenes in front of my eyes A grey desert along my path
Human flesh to feed the beast A sudden breaking, a bated breath A failed system: living paradox No solution in this contradiction
Observing madness of survival instinct Hope is denial of an uncertain future Apocalyptic scenes in front of my eyes A grey desert along my path
The mechanism has lost a gear We were raised to play alone No social impulse in this bloody era Just a neverending dog-eat-dog Our existence is a numbers to guess The slaves are setting our doom up Their huge mouths secrete sewage Obstinacy on a dead body
All around there's just pain, a concentrate of hate. All around there's just war Hyenas devouring bodies. Vultures paint the sky black Draw frightening shapes. Life ends really fast If you're born in the wrong place
Apocalyptic scenes in front of my eyes A grey desert along my path Observing madness of survival instinct Hope is denial of an uncertain future
Taste the pain of human misery, A mixture of blood and gunpowder Listen to the sound of human voices, A hellish chorus of oppression
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